There are certain things you might or might not know about me.
I am terrified of spiders, and cave crickets just wig me out.
Zombies, no problem. Vampires, well that might be kinda cool and all except for the blood-drinking. Snakes and mice don’t bother me so much other than startling me when I see them. I can even hold a snake (although I was told one time at Reelfoot Lakes Wildlife Center when I was given a snake by a TWRA agent that I was “upsetting” the snake when I held it. Note to self: Do not wig out a snake when you hold them.)
Gooey Aliens from outer space, I’m fine with that.
As long as they aren’t spidery looking.
On Monday, Elizabeth came into work and said her leg was bothering her. She sort of looked a bit feverish and she said she had some kind of bug bite that really hurt. Later in the day, she looked positively like she was going to barf. A couple of us looked at the bite and it looked angry. Later, she showed us again, and it was twice the size and was starting to bruise.
Big Daddy has been bit by a Brown Recluse spider before. I know what that looks like but this looked different.
EC went to the doctor the next morning after a lovely evening of being sick. It was a black widow bite. And, campers, it was bad. Her entire leg looked like someone had taken a baseball bat to it. Bless her heart, on Tuesday evening after having to take steroids and antibiotics to fight off the infection, I honestly thought she was going to need to go to the emergency room.
Geez, I hate spiders. So I’ve noticed the last couple of days I’ve been watching around me, ever vigilant on patrolling for spiders. I’ve stared at my recliner, looked around in the car, just been a real spiderphobe. Several years ago, when I saw the movie Arachnophobia, I was petrified. I know, I know. Oh yeah, and Shut Up.
Did I mention I didn’t like the creepy crawlies with eight legs? You get that, don’t you?
So, if you ever meet me and I start screaming like a girl (which I am) and jump in your arms weeping, there might be a reason.
And you can bet your hiney it’s because of a spider.